Disclaimer: I do not own lotr. I only own Nefaratoiel, Lhunrothien, and
Mariel, maybe a few others but I think I have a lot of characters to
remember already.
Chapter 4 - A Personal Amplifier
Nefaratoiel was watching Silmaneero and Avath play by the fountain. She was smiling that rare smile of hers that was becoming less rare, when she suddenly tensed up. She felt a power pulsing somewhere in Rivendell. With the power came wisps of conversation that Nefaratoiel couldn't make out at first. Then a great light filled Nefaratoiel's mind as a soft voice passed within her mind. It shocked Nefaratoiel that this was happening, and Nefaratoiel knew that she shouldn't be able to hear the conversation. She recognized Lord Elrond's voice. He was talking to someone far away.
Nefaratoiel was frightened and tried to pull herself away from the conversation, but found herself stuck. Something was holding her back. A woman's voice both wise and beautiful echoed through the connection, "Curious. I do not find it as hard to hold our connection. My magic seems to be stronger at the moment."
Elrond replied to the woman, "Indeed. It seems as if I have barely tapped into my magic. I believe that something must be amplifying our magic."
"Someone is listening then." The woman's voice became less indirect and more open to any that was part of the connection. "Who are you?" The woman questioned.
Both Elrond and the woman began to 'feel' along their connection in an attempt to discover the intruder's identity. As their presences came closer to Nefaratoiel, they also became stronger. Nefaratoiel was finding it difficult to draw breath, as their sheer presence seemed to smother her own. Elrond and the woman sensed the third presence begin to panic as their strength rose and they drew nearer. Elrond recognized the third presence and asked the woman to retreat. As they retreated from Nefaratoiel their power was no longer being amplified so strongly and the third presence calmed.
Elrond spoke to Nefaratoiel, "You are magically gifted yet untrained. Nefaratoiel do not be afraid.I'm sorry."
"The half elf you spoke of?" The woman became more clear and she too spoke to Nefaratoiel, "I am sorry child. We unknowingly drew you into our connection. Yet why you are a part of this connection, I wish to speak with you. I am Galadriel, The Lady of the Light. I have sent the March Warden of Lorien to accompany you wherever you choose to travel. He will protect you when you lose the strength to protect yourself. I look forward to meeting you someday, Daughter of the Night. The elf I sent is named Haldir and he should arrive in Rivendell tonight. Again I am sorry. We will drop you from our connection now."
Nefaratoiel blinked. She was free of the connection once again. She took a deep breath to steady her nerves. She could still feel the magic in the back of her mind but it was no longer overpowering, as it had been a moment before. Nefaratoiel looked down at Silmaneero and Avath who were looking at her. They seemed concerned. Avath began to rub against her feet as Silmaneero leapt into her lap and began to purr. Nefaratoiel smiled. Animals always cheered her up.
Mariel came into the garden. "Someone is happy." She noted.
Nefaratoiel looked up at her friend, "How can one not be happy when one has such good company?" Nefaratoiel questioned as she gestured to the two, who were still lavishing their attention on Nefaratoiel.
Mariel laughed when Willow ran into the garden and immediately went to Nefaratoiel insisting that she do her part. "The little ones really do seem to love you."
Nefaratoiel raised an eyebrow, humor in her voice, "Well, what's not to love?" she joked.
Mariel laughed at the joke and wondered what had happened to the coldness in Nefaratoiel. It had seemingly melted away. True Nefaratoiel was very direct and to the point. She could be cold and was unwavering in what she believed to be true. But she was kind and always listened when you needed to talk. Mariel was amazed at the elf before her. She had never met someone as complex as Nefaratoiel before. Mariel smiled and was very glad that she had befriended the elf.
Nefaratoiel could tell that Mariel was deep in thought, so she let her be until she was ready to talk. Nefaratoiel returned her gaze to Silmaneero and Willow who were play fighting. Avath watched he was acting like a referee. When they started getting too ruff he would split them apart then let them at each other again. Nefaratoiel smiled at how simple life could seem at times.
Nefaratoiel lost herself in her thoughts. What had Galadriel meant when she had called her the Daughter of the Night? The voice sounded familiar and Nefaratoiel could not place where she had heard the Lady before. Nefaratoiel gave p and continued to ponder the day's happenings.
Mariel rose from where she had been sitting and picked up Willow, "Well I must go and get ready for the feast, and so must you." She smiled at Nefaratoiel before leaving.
Nefaratoiel rose and picked up Silmaneero she looked down at Avath and smiled. She turned as Rin came around the corner, smiling. "Hello Nefaratoiel, thank you for watching Avath for me."
"You're welcome." Nefaratoiel smiled at Rin, "If you'll excuse me." Nefaratoiel turned and left the gardens for the solitude of her room. She decided to have a bath. As a maid drew a bath for her, Nefaratoiel brushed her dark tresses. The maid watched Nefaratoiel brush her hair and suddenly asked, "May I do your hair for the evening Miss."
Nefaratoiel looked at the maid surprised, "You may if you wish to, but there isn't much you can do with hair as short as mine."
"Oh no! Just you see! There is plenty we can do with it and I know just the thing. May I choose your outfit as well?" The maid asked eagerly.
Nefaratoiel laughed, "If you really want to, you may. But only on two conditions. You give me your name and address me by mine."
"My name is Kalistwen. Thank you." Kalistwen bowed, "The bath is ready."
"Thank you." Nefaratoiel smiled once more and entered her bathing room. She sank into the tub of hot water and ducked under to wet her hair. She looked at the soap and found that many different scents were set out for her. There was rose and lavender. Lilac and strawberry. But the one that Nefaratoiel chose was called Cottonweed. It was a more homely scent then elegant, but it was what Nefaratoiel associated herself with. She spent over an hour in the bath just relaxing. Silmaneero stayed at the side of the tub the entire time.
Nefaratoiel finally rose from her bath and dried off. She walked into her room once more just as Kalistwen returned with a box in her hand. Kalistwen had already laid out the clothes she had chosen for Nefaratoiel. Nefaratoiel dressed quickly. She looked down at herself in the beautiful silk dress. It was halter top style so it revealed little cleavage in the front, but her whole back was revealed. The dress was tight fitting at the top, fitting Nefaratoiel's curves like a glove. The skirt itself flowed elegantly about Nefaratoiel and it was not wide spread. The dress itself was a dark violet color and had silver trim. Around the waist of the dress was a sliver chain made of fine silver links. The chain hooked together at the front of the dress and then flowed down the skirt and at the bottom of the chain was a tiny silver bell. Kalistwen handed Nefaratoiel a silk shawl the same dark violet color as the dress.
Nefaratoiel sat down at her dresser so that Kalistwen could do her hair. Kalistwen brushed Nefaratoiel's hair till it shone. She then did Nefaratoiel's hair in a multitude of braids and attached amethysts throughout Nefaratoiel's hair. She replaced Nefaratoiel's chain with crescent moon pendant upon Nefaratoiel's forehead. Kalistwen stood back to admire Nefaratoiel's beauty. "You will rival the most beautiful of ladies there." She announced proudly.
"Only because of you Kalistwen." Nefaratoiel answered sincerely.
Kalistwen looked at Nefaratoiel and the exclaimed, "How could I have forgotten! We must yet do your make up."
Nefaratoiel laughed and allowed Kalistwen to do her make up. Kalistwen applied a little violet shaded eye shadow and a pinky violet to her lips. "There now you look perfect." Kalistwen bowed and then left Nefaratoiel's apartments.
Nefaratoiel rose with a sigh. She picked up a book and sat on the balcony to read.
Chapter 4 - A Personal Amplifier
Nefaratoiel was watching Silmaneero and Avath play by the fountain. She was smiling that rare smile of hers that was becoming less rare, when she suddenly tensed up. She felt a power pulsing somewhere in Rivendell. With the power came wisps of conversation that Nefaratoiel couldn't make out at first. Then a great light filled Nefaratoiel's mind as a soft voice passed within her mind. It shocked Nefaratoiel that this was happening, and Nefaratoiel knew that she shouldn't be able to hear the conversation. She recognized Lord Elrond's voice. He was talking to someone far away.
Nefaratoiel was frightened and tried to pull herself away from the conversation, but found herself stuck. Something was holding her back. A woman's voice both wise and beautiful echoed through the connection, "Curious. I do not find it as hard to hold our connection. My magic seems to be stronger at the moment."
Elrond replied to the woman, "Indeed. It seems as if I have barely tapped into my magic. I believe that something must be amplifying our magic."
"Someone is listening then." The woman's voice became less indirect and more open to any that was part of the connection. "Who are you?" The woman questioned.
Both Elrond and the woman began to 'feel' along their connection in an attempt to discover the intruder's identity. As their presences came closer to Nefaratoiel, they also became stronger. Nefaratoiel was finding it difficult to draw breath, as their sheer presence seemed to smother her own. Elrond and the woman sensed the third presence begin to panic as their strength rose and they drew nearer. Elrond recognized the third presence and asked the woman to retreat. As they retreated from Nefaratoiel their power was no longer being amplified so strongly and the third presence calmed.
Elrond spoke to Nefaratoiel, "You are magically gifted yet untrained. Nefaratoiel do not be afraid.I'm sorry."
"The half elf you spoke of?" The woman became more clear and she too spoke to Nefaratoiel, "I am sorry child. We unknowingly drew you into our connection. Yet why you are a part of this connection, I wish to speak with you. I am Galadriel, The Lady of the Light. I have sent the March Warden of Lorien to accompany you wherever you choose to travel. He will protect you when you lose the strength to protect yourself. I look forward to meeting you someday, Daughter of the Night. The elf I sent is named Haldir and he should arrive in Rivendell tonight. Again I am sorry. We will drop you from our connection now."
Nefaratoiel blinked. She was free of the connection once again. She took a deep breath to steady her nerves. She could still feel the magic in the back of her mind but it was no longer overpowering, as it had been a moment before. Nefaratoiel looked down at Silmaneero and Avath who were looking at her. They seemed concerned. Avath began to rub against her feet as Silmaneero leapt into her lap and began to purr. Nefaratoiel smiled. Animals always cheered her up.
Mariel came into the garden. "Someone is happy." She noted.
Nefaratoiel looked up at her friend, "How can one not be happy when one has such good company?" Nefaratoiel questioned as she gestured to the two, who were still lavishing their attention on Nefaratoiel.
Mariel laughed when Willow ran into the garden and immediately went to Nefaratoiel insisting that she do her part. "The little ones really do seem to love you."
Nefaratoiel raised an eyebrow, humor in her voice, "Well, what's not to love?" she joked.
Mariel laughed at the joke and wondered what had happened to the coldness in Nefaratoiel. It had seemingly melted away. True Nefaratoiel was very direct and to the point. She could be cold and was unwavering in what she believed to be true. But she was kind and always listened when you needed to talk. Mariel was amazed at the elf before her. She had never met someone as complex as Nefaratoiel before. Mariel smiled and was very glad that she had befriended the elf.
Nefaratoiel could tell that Mariel was deep in thought, so she let her be until she was ready to talk. Nefaratoiel returned her gaze to Silmaneero and Willow who were play fighting. Avath watched he was acting like a referee. When they started getting too ruff he would split them apart then let them at each other again. Nefaratoiel smiled at how simple life could seem at times.
Nefaratoiel lost herself in her thoughts. What had Galadriel meant when she had called her the Daughter of the Night? The voice sounded familiar and Nefaratoiel could not place where she had heard the Lady before. Nefaratoiel gave p and continued to ponder the day's happenings.
Mariel rose from where she had been sitting and picked up Willow, "Well I must go and get ready for the feast, and so must you." She smiled at Nefaratoiel before leaving.
Nefaratoiel rose and picked up Silmaneero she looked down at Avath and smiled. She turned as Rin came around the corner, smiling. "Hello Nefaratoiel, thank you for watching Avath for me."
"You're welcome." Nefaratoiel smiled at Rin, "If you'll excuse me." Nefaratoiel turned and left the gardens for the solitude of her room. She decided to have a bath. As a maid drew a bath for her, Nefaratoiel brushed her dark tresses. The maid watched Nefaratoiel brush her hair and suddenly asked, "May I do your hair for the evening Miss."
Nefaratoiel looked at the maid surprised, "You may if you wish to, but there isn't much you can do with hair as short as mine."
"Oh no! Just you see! There is plenty we can do with it and I know just the thing. May I choose your outfit as well?" The maid asked eagerly.
Nefaratoiel laughed, "If you really want to, you may. But only on two conditions. You give me your name and address me by mine."
"My name is Kalistwen. Thank you." Kalistwen bowed, "The bath is ready."
"Thank you." Nefaratoiel smiled once more and entered her bathing room. She sank into the tub of hot water and ducked under to wet her hair. She looked at the soap and found that many different scents were set out for her. There was rose and lavender. Lilac and strawberry. But the one that Nefaratoiel chose was called Cottonweed. It was a more homely scent then elegant, but it was what Nefaratoiel associated herself with. She spent over an hour in the bath just relaxing. Silmaneero stayed at the side of the tub the entire time.
Nefaratoiel finally rose from her bath and dried off. She walked into her room once more just as Kalistwen returned with a box in her hand. Kalistwen had already laid out the clothes she had chosen for Nefaratoiel. Nefaratoiel dressed quickly. She looked down at herself in the beautiful silk dress. It was halter top style so it revealed little cleavage in the front, but her whole back was revealed. The dress was tight fitting at the top, fitting Nefaratoiel's curves like a glove. The skirt itself flowed elegantly about Nefaratoiel and it was not wide spread. The dress itself was a dark violet color and had silver trim. Around the waist of the dress was a sliver chain made of fine silver links. The chain hooked together at the front of the dress and then flowed down the skirt and at the bottom of the chain was a tiny silver bell. Kalistwen handed Nefaratoiel a silk shawl the same dark violet color as the dress.
Nefaratoiel sat down at her dresser so that Kalistwen could do her hair. Kalistwen brushed Nefaratoiel's hair till it shone. She then did Nefaratoiel's hair in a multitude of braids and attached amethysts throughout Nefaratoiel's hair. She replaced Nefaratoiel's chain with crescent moon pendant upon Nefaratoiel's forehead. Kalistwen stood back to admire Nefaratoiel's beauty. "You will rival the most beautiful of ladies there." She announced proudly.
"Only because of you Kalistwen." Nefaratoiel answered sincerely.
Kalistwen looked at Nefaratoiel and the exclaimed, "How could I have forgotten! We must yet do your make up."
Nefaratoiel laughed and allowed Kalistwen to do her make up. Kalistwen applied a little violet shaded eye shadow and a pinky violet to her lips. "There now you look perfect." Kalistwen bowed and then left Nefaratoiel's apartments.
Nefaratoiel rose with a sigh. She picked up a book and sat on the balcony to read.